Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

of here quickly, you’re so

ears, there were the hurtful words attacking

cleaning lady tightened her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to

her nose with disdain, despite not saying anything, her actions crushed the old woman’s

of high or low.” Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into the VIP ward of the hospital. This

showed signs of discontent, but

a replacement patient

white coat and gloves, she seemed

does it hurt?” she asked the cleaning

especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a hesitant tone, pointing to the area below her

indicating that she likely had

stomach was the hardest

now that she had identified the ailment,

silver needles, each varying in size, thickness, and

she proceeded to skillfully insert it

skills, and her speed was

gazed in silent admiration at Cheyenne’s

but

curled her lips, criticizing Cheyenne’s haphazard

clearly has appendicitis. The

words, Kyson himself refuted her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it. She’s excellent in medicine,

to accept this. She murmured, “Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we lose, it

“I know.”

to focus on treating his

at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What if

Based

it would be a relatively long process before the patient recovered. After the acupuncture treatment, the cleaning lady’s expression visibly relaxed, filled

Miss Lawrence, you have no idea how much I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past two

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